by Elizabeth Wartemberg
Barely age six but I am struggling to be
_only twelve but long to become one of the teens
Now in my teens and can't wait to hit the wild twenties
There is a slight echo ringing at the back of my thoughts
Life seems more adventurous and challenging
The road to thirties sets a new pace
I will soon be hitting forty and life
still gets naughtier
Many shadows of the past hover about and
I wake up and yell in admiration at my sudden age spots_the fifties are here and the sixties will soon be near
Yesterday I was thirty but now I am fifty
Now I am seventy
I wish I was still fifty
Time spins by so fast like a raging wind blowing a feather into a distance
on a stormy night
Now I am ninety...seventy could never seem livelier
So youthful and missed
Today I am one hundred years
and ninety seems like extra years
Last updated May 09, 2019